| Am I telling myself the truth?
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| I’m used to pretending to be strong and clueless
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| Am I doing this right by you?
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| I seem to be coming off as wrong and ruthless
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| Am I telling myself the truth about what I don’t know?
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| It makes me lose my self-control
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| I’m staring through the eyes of someone else
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| So I’ll keep on smiling on the surface
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| Hiding my nerves behind the curtain
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| I’m caught up in an empty room
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| Filled with second thoughts and gloom
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| Am I changing my mind again?
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| All this indecision makes me shift my focus
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| Is the tension my only friend?
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| Anxiety holds my hand when life gets hopeless
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| Am I telling myself the truth about what I don’t know?
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| It makes me lose my self-control
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| I’m staring through the eyes of someone else
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| So I’ll keep on smiling on the surface
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| Hiding my nerves behind the curtain
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| I’m caught up in an empty room
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| Filled with second thoughts and gloom
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| Am I telling myself the truth about my self-esteem and how others place their
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| worth in me?
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| I’m staring through the eyes of someone else
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| Am I telling myself the truth?
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| So I’ll keep on smiling on the surface
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| Hiding my nerves behind the curtain
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| I’m caught up in an empty room
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| Filled with second thoughts and gloom
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| Yeah, I’ll keep on smiling on the surface
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| (Am I telling myself the truth?) |